Here we are, as we come to the earth--unpolished stones.
Our parents and our teachers work to polish off the rough spots. Their intention is to make us socialized, educated, and more like the other stones. For every rough edge they smooth, every bit of protrusion they wear down, they take away some of the character of that stone.
Those who wish to become "perfect" believe that they cannot polish their stone enough or make it more uniform and ideal. Then, dropped into a crowd of other stones--they are lost.
Let's put it this way: Could you find yourself in the pile of unpolished stones? Could you find yourself in the pile of polished stones?
Every year, I like to go to Sedona on a spiritual trek to renew myself. I go into the new age shops that have huge bins filled with stones. I pass by the stones that are polished and smooth. They hold no interest to me at all. I go right to the raw rocks with their jagged edges, exposure of a bit of beauty here and there, organic and true. They are not putting on their "best" look for me. They are what they are, bumps, fractures and all. I trust these rocks to be more powerful, more genuine, and memorable. The polished stones hold none of the mystery, none of the reality, none of the earthiness that gives them character.
It is fine to want to be polished, but in your raw form, you hold the cracks and hidden spots that take exploring and look different at every angle. You are without peer because you are so unique.
Take pride in your unpolished surfaces--those hold mystery and character.
On a recent road trip, I took photos of some rocks in their raw form.
How could you look at this below and decide what is worthy of keeping and what can be polished off?
Imagine if you polished away that bit of copper that made this gorgeous turquoise influence?
Imagine if you polished off the mica from this quartz? It tells a history of what happened in the past to make this stone.
